In the early adult years every Saturday
He would listen to opera
Then came rock and roll
Which he would defend
Before it became accepted
There was the evening
His daughter sang ‘Ave Maria’
Did it well for him and
Everyone else in the church
Eventually there was the carolyn
That filled the valley with music
Which he purchased with a slush fund
Built by melting scrap in the back yard
Not a bad record for a man who never wrote a note.
Bill Grace
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-man-who-loved-music/
